Chapter 27 Chapter Twenty Seven

It turned out that a big cat ran into the house with a fish in its mouth.While hiding by the bed and chewing, Zhang San yelled: "It's a cat" and jumped on it.Seeing someone chasing it, the cat dropped the fish and ran out of the house, and Zhang San also chased it out. The big tabby cat went to the room in a hurry, "噐噐咒" galloped, Zhang San tightened his belt, followed the pole, and climbed onto the roof in twos and threes.Zhang San chased after him so hard that he couldn't hear any sound when he stepped on the roof tiles.After chasing for three courtyards, Zhang San pounced on him, as quickly as an eagle catching a rabbit. The cat meowed and became Zhang San's captive.

Zhang San hugged the big tabby cat, smiling, still stepping on the ridge back to Luo's house, jumped off, like a leaf fell to the ground lightly, his face was not red, and he was not panting.At this time, Lord Luo Ying also came out and said: "Master Zhang is really good, smarter than a cat!" Zhang San smiled and said: "Catching cats, catching birds, and catching rabbits was my childhood game." Zhang San carried the tabby cat into the basement, and Luo Ying said fairly: "You really like small animals." Zhang San kissed the cat and said, "This cat is also very poor. Look at it's skinny bones. I was afraid it was a cat before. A rich cat, caught up with this turbulent year, has also suffered a lot of grievances, and its owner may be far away from the capital, or may be dead..." Zhang San picked up the wine tank to feed the cat, and the cat meowed when it smelled the wine Meowing and licking the rim of the wine jar with his tongue, Zhang San liked it even more. He held the cat in his arms and warmed the cat's body with his chest. It, the cat eats greedily...

Luo Yinggong also told the story of opening the wine: "The literati in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, no matter the 'Seven Sons of Jian'an' or the 'Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove', were all addicted to alcohol. Liu Ling, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, indulged in alcohol, sometimes drinking at home naked. Guests come In order to ridicule his behavior, he said, I take the world as my house and the house as my clothes, why do you come into my pants! He often rides a deer cart with wine, and people take him with a shovel Go out, walk all the way, drink all the way, and say: "If I die, just bury it on the spot." Seeing that he is so addicted to alcohol, his wife cried and persuaded him to quit drinking. Liu Ling said, I can't quit drinking by myself, You can only quit by making an oath to the ghosts and gods. Please hurry up and prepare wine and meat to the ghosts and gods. His wife was very happy, and immediately offered wine and meat in front of the gods, and asked Liu Ling to come to make an oath. Liu Ling said: "Liu Ling was born in the name of wine. Drink a dendrobium, five fights will wake you up. Be careful not to listen to the words of a woman.' Congratulations, eat and drink until you pass out. Ruan Ji is another talented person in the No. 7 Bamboo Forest Middle School. His neighbor has a small hotel, and the female shopkeeper Ruan Ji was very beautiful, and Ruan Ji often went to drink, and when he was drunk, he fell asleep next to the female shopkeeper, and he did not have any molesting behavior. He heard that the infantry cooks were good at brewing wine, and stored hundreds of hu, so he asked to be an infantry captain. Sima Zhao asked Ruan Ji to propose marriage to his son Sima Yan, but Ruan Ji was neither willing nor dared to refuse publicly, so he got drunk for sixty days, so that Sima Zhao had no chance to marry him. He played chess. The chess player persuaded him not to play, and he insisted on fighting for an outcome. After the chess game, he drank three buckets, yelled, and vomited several liters of blood. According to the customs at that time, drinking alcohol was not allowed at funerals, and Ruan Ji But he still drank as before, and even at Sima Zhao's banquet, he also drank and ate meat without any scruples. Every time Sima Zhao's counselor Zhong Hui wanted to harm Ruan Ji, he could not be charged because Ruan Ji was drunk. According to records, Ruan Ji When people drink, they don't drink in ordinary cups, but in big urns, sit around and drink, and don't care if pigs squeeze their noses to drink..."

Zhang San smacked his lips and said, "I heard that Mr. Tao Yuanming, a great poet in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, also likes to drink." In order to entertain a guest, he cut his hair in exchange for food and drink. Later, through the recommendation of that guest, Tao Kan gradually became famous and became the Duke of Changsha County with merit. Gong Ye was still looked down upon by others. By the time Tao Yuanming was born, his family was in decline and his life was difficult. However, Tao Yuanming was upright and could not get used to intrigue and misbehavior in officialdom, so he had no ambitions in his life. A small official, and not for a long time. His last stop in his official career was to be the county magistrate of Pengze. So he became an official mainly to have wine and food after retiring. After taking office, he ordered his subordinates to use the public land Planting glutinous rice as the raw material for wine making. Later, Tao Yuanming refused to bow to the villain for five buckets of rice. Alcohol was always drunk. At that time, Huiyuan, a well-known eminent monk of Lushan Mountain Temple, once invited Tao Yuanming to be a guest. Tao Yuanming replied, "If you can drink alcohol in Donglin Temple, I will go. Drinking is not allowed in the temple, but Huiyuan made an exception and agreed. In his later years, Tao Yuanming’s life became more and more impoverished, and he often stopped cooking during disasters, but he still had to drink. Friends came to see him and left money to help him, and he used it to buy wine.”

Zhang San sighed: "Tao Yuanming is really a literati with backbone. He used wine to drown his sorrows and use wine to wash away his vulgarity. It's really admirable!" Luo Yinggong went on: "The Song Dynasty implemented the monopoly policy of liquor and obtained a lot of financial revenue. Therefore, drinking was very popular. Su Shi's drinking capacity is well known. He thought that people in the world drank no more than him, but he He really doesn't have a lot of alcohol. He said: "I drink alcohol all day long, but it's only five times. There is no one who can't drink in the world." But he likes to watch other people drink, and there are always guests at home on weekdays. He didn't drink once. He said: "When you see a guest raising a glass and Xu Yin, you will be full of it in your chest. The taste is more comfortable than that of the guest." He not only loves wine, but also makes wine by hand. He wrote a The "Dongpo Wine Classic" is devoted to his wine making method. Unfortunately, the wine he made was not so good. When we were in Huangzhou, everyone drank the honey wine he brewed and often had diarrhea. He also brewed a cinnamon The prescription of wine was engraved on a stone and buried under a bridge in Luofu Mountain. It is said that whoever finds it can make it in the same way and drink it to ascend to immortality. Frustrated and relegated, it's no wonder people laugh when they talk about Su Dongpo."

"Li Qingzhao, a poetess in the Southern Song Dynasty, was born in a famous family. She was an aristocratic lady. She married Zhao Mingcheng, an imperial scholar, at the age of eighteen. She can drink alcohol. In her poems, there are "I often remember the sunset at the brook pavilion, and I don't know where to go when I'm drunk"; Sudden wind, deep sleep does not dissipate the residual wine'; 'After Dongli puts the wine at dusk, there is a dark fragrance in his sleeves. There is no way to lose his soul, the wind blows from the west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers!' This kind of leisurely and elegant life style is exactly what makes one's heart satisfied. Carefree drunkenness! Later she lost her beloved books, gold stones, and her like-minded husband. Drunk'; even 'thank you for drinking and friends', expressing her sorrow of leaving home, breaking the country and family..."

Hearing this, Zhang San said with emotion: "In the past, talented women also like to drink. It seems that wine can improve one's talent, improve one's spirits, improve one's fighting spirit, and overcome timidity. Wine is really a good thing!" The face of the big tabby cat asked like a child: "Are you right?" The big tabby cat cried "meow", as if nodding in agreement. Luo Ying said: "Du Fu also has a poem: 'Temporarily drink wine to grow your spirit'; Cao Cao has a poem: 'When you sing about wine, how much is life? language, just because I am in a wine vat."

That night, Zhang San and Luo Yinggong got very drunk and fell asleep under the quilt until noon the next day.At this time, the spring rain has stopped, and the apricot and peach trees in the courtyard are falling.Zhang San suddenly remembered, who set the fire in Yiluan Hall that day?He thought of Wang Yuanwen in the Baiyi nunnery, could it be that this girl secretly helped me... In the evening, Zhang San bid farewell to Lord Luo Ying and came to Baiyi Nunnery. The gate of the nunnery was closed tightly, and the fragrance of red apricot came out from the eunuch. , fresh and intoxicating, this fragrance is very inconsistent with the current dull and fearful atmosphere in Beijing.Zhang San saw an old locust tree beside him, so he climbed up.When he came to the nunnery, there was no one there.He thought: Could it be that the nuns have rested.So he walked quietly into the Daxiong Palace, and suddenly felt that his feet were tripped by something soft, and he looked down, under the melting moon, he saw a corpse.He dragged out the corpse and had a look, he couldn't help being surprised, it turned out to be Master Yuelang.Master Yuelang's eyes were closed tightly, her monk's robe was stained with blood, and she was shot twice in the chest.Zhang San took candles from the west chamber and took a light in the hall. On the ground lay the corpses of more than a dozen nuns, dripping with blood.Zhang San thought: a large number of foreign soldiers must have come to the nunnery, so who leaked the news?

He came to the backyard with a candle in his hand, and saw the corpses of four corpses hanging from several ancient locust trees. They must have hanged themselves unwilling to be humiliated.Zhang San walked into the Hall of Recalling Virtue, a gust of wind blew in, and there were several nuns' corpses lying on the ground, all of them were naked and drenched in blood. Zhang San's eyes darkened and he almost fell.I thought to myself: These young women who live in a secluded Buddhist monastery cannot escape the clutches of foreigners.He felt a pang of guilt at the thought of the nuns being implicated.

Trembling, he came to the hut in the backyard, which was a temporary latrine set up by nuns. The big vat in the corner of the room had been smashed, revealing a hole.He went down along the entrance of the cave, and it turned out to be a large cellar, where nuns used to hide precious cultural relics.A smell of blood came to his nostrils, and Zhang San saw that the ground was crowded with women's corpses, densely packed.Some lay on their backs, some still had their eyes open, some hugged each other to death, and some stood against the wall.Zhang San was stunned. He had never seen such a cruel and tragic scene in his life.More than two hundred women in distress were all shot by foreign soldiers, and none of them escaped by chance.

Zhang San walked up in a trance, the candle fell to the ground and extinguished, the surroundings were deadly silent, the moon also hid in the clouds, there was no sound, no light, no life, the three sat down on a stone . In a trance, the wind blew a faint cry, Zhang San was startled, and became more rational.He rubbed his teary eyes and listened carefully, the crying seemed to come from the front yard.He quietly came to the front yard, and saw a little nun crying on Master Yuelang's body.Seeing Zhang San approaching, the little nun trembled in fright.Zhang San said: "Don't be afraid, I am Zhang San, the one who saved those women." The little nun stopped crying when she heard this, and looked Zhang San up and down, she finally recognized him, and leaned on him I burst into tears in my arms. The little nun sobbed, "Yesterday afternoon, when I was lighting incense in the squatter room, a large number of foreign devils broke in. I was so frightened that I hid in the wooden cabinet. The foreign devils said that the master was hiding fugitives. The master quarreled with them, and the foreign devils shot and killed the master. Then I started chasing and insulting the sisters. Some sisters rushed to Yixian Hall to hang themselves. A group of foreign devils broke into the latrine, smashed the vat, rushed into the cave, and shot and killed the hiding sisters. The cries in the cellar are earth-shattering, it is really miserable!" Zhang San asked, "Where is the servant's daughter, Wang Yuanwen?" The little nun shook her head in confusion: "I don't know, since the day you left, she has disappeared." Zhang San asked again: "Who have come to the nunnery in the past few days?" The little nun thought for a while and said, "I haven't seen any strangers come here..." Zhang San said to himself: "That's weird. How did the foreign soldiers know that there were fleeing women hiding here? How did they know this cellar? There must be a mole, so who is the mole?"